His Lordship will see you now

All night Nigel was restless, they had laughed about his idea of Mrs Spriggs house becoming a high class Molly house, disguised by her tea and coffee tastings.

But slowly the idea started to take root like and acorn in the ground.

He knew, that although she wouldn't say as much, Mrs Spriggs did struggle moneywise maintaining such a large house with just them as paying guests. She wouldn't hear of it when Nigel offered her more, as she said she loved having them around.

Did he dare broach his idea to Mrs Spriggs, or would she be too straight laced and upright, to be horrified at her delving into prostitution, as a form of income.

Nigel decided that he would need more background information on what a Molly house was like, and what sort of people they catered for, before he went any further.

He did not want to involve Robin in the investigative part of this, although he was falling in love with the lad, he did not want to corrupt him by making him have sex with strangers, just for his plans.

He did, however, inform Robin of what he intended to do, but Robin would wait nearby in a Coffee or tea shop, in case he needed help, though doubted Robin would be much use if it all went pear-shaped!

The nearest Molly House and been closed down since the scandal. But through a random conversation with the Innkeepers wife, not hinting that he was looking for one, just making some remark about how far would the former inmates have to travel since its closure. She quite innocently told him there was one at the end of Lincolns Inn, she heard about as a few of her customers, solicitors, lawyers were discussing it as she served their pies.

Nigel changed the conversation to her delicious pies, and went deep in thought.

He would need to borrow one of Mr Spriggs smart frock coats and trousers, to give him an heir of respectability, as the innkeepers wife had hinted it had survived because of the class of its clientele.

Nigels plot was hatching and he told Robin to distract Mrs Spriggs while he searched in the cupboard for suitable attire.

All went to plan and later that afternoon he was trying on the frock coat and trousers.

He certainly looked the part in the chosen items, until Robin, as Nigel was hanging them back up, blurted out, your underwear s wrong, its linen, surely someone wearing those clothes would wear silk or satin.

"Bugger!" said Nigel "I hadn't thought of that I will have to get some."

"Here, save you using the money we have saved for our lodgings, have these couple of Sovereigns Ive had hidden, you should get something nice for that".said Robin.

"Thanks but I cant take your last coins!" "No we share everything, they were just a safeguard if you had got fed up with me and Id have had to find my own way".

Nigel hugged the lad,

"You wont, we ve shared too much and your my lover, I promise I wont fuck or be fucked at that place, that's for us only". "I just want to find out as much as I can, how much they charge for their services etc."

"Where the lads come from as they must be trustworthy, might also ask how much they pay them. or whether its just board and lodgings and tips".

You will come with me, but wont come in, you can wait in a tea house or inn.

They sneaked out the following evening, Robin had checked on Mrs Spriggs but she had nodded off by the fire, doing some needlework, so they sneaked off and Nigel had found an old Tricorn hat of the masters, which really completed his outfit. They parted at an Inn on the corner across from the address, and Robin watched as Nigel strode up to the door, from the safety of a window seat in the Eagle public house. He ordered a meal and jug of ale, so as not to appear conspicuous.

The door opened and Nigel playing the part of an affluent gentleman, entered.

Robin watched apprehensively and took the time to reflect, while waiting for his meal, on all that had happened to them both in such a short time.

He hoped his friend would be alright and kept looking out for him. His ale arrived followed by a meal, not as tasty as the pies at the other Inn, but edible. He paid for the meal and ale, and also gave the lady a tip, as Nigel had told him they wouldn't bother you as that guaranteed your seat for as long as you wanted it.

Robin tucked in, one eye on the door his friend had entered by.

Meanwhile, across the way, Nigel was shown into the parlour by an attractive "lady" in a brocade wide panniered dress,

who asked.

"What the handsome sir was desiring for his entertainment". "I think I will start with one of your young ladies", "Very well Sir follow me" and "she" led Nigel up a flight of very grand stairs, not dissimilar to the flight in Mrs Spriggs, except these were painted in white and gilt. "You will find our young ladies in here"- opening a door.

In the room were about four young "ladies" all dressed in various female undergarments,

"They are all numbered, make your choice and I will introduce you"

Nigel looked down the line, one was dressed in a black and red lace bodice, silk stockings a pouch of silk concealing their quite obvious male appendage!.

The next one was in all red Stockings tied with a red garter, red silk pouch, bulging incredibly, Red bodice cut low showing a glimpse of nipple.

The next was very scantily dressed in pink silk pouch and stockings and a pink diaphanaous shawl covering the body.

The final one was dressed all in white, a bodice, white lace pouch which hid nothing and white stockings.

They all wore high powdered wigs with respective coloured feathers, and the first three were trying to get Nigel s attention by pouting, winking, or spoken gestures.

The fourth on the other hand, appeared shy and Nigel thought inexperienced.

He pondered and walked up and down the group, looking and playing his part well.

He turned "The pretty girl in white I think", he said.

"A wise choice!"

" Im sure sir will not be disappointed with Cherie!"

At this the other three left the room and a price was agreed the "lady" and Nigel.

She turned take Sir to your room and be kind to him.

Cherie led the way up the stairs to the next floor and admitted him to "her" room,

Nigel could tell that "Cherie" was shaking and he suspected she was a virgin and hadn't been doing it for long. The others seemed brazen, and like old hands at the game.

Cherie sat down and patted for Nigel to sit next to her, but Nigel could see her nerves were getting the best of her as she was perspiring under her wig.

Nigel was aware that possibly somewhere was a spyhole, so Madam could keep an eye on her "girls"

So Nigel took the lead and whispered to Cherie,

Get on your knees undo my trousers pull them down and suck my cock, I want to talk to you as you do and I think we may be watched.

Cherie did as he said. while she was undressing him and getting out his cock,

he whispered to her asking where she had come from and how long had she been doing it.

He was shocked to hear, he was her first client and if she didn't please him she d be back on the streets.

He got his cock out and she started to lick and tease his shaft with "her" tongue,

licking his balls, pulling back his foreskin and devouring his glans.

She paused, "Is Sir enjoying", Nigel nodded, as she licked, she whispered that they were made to watch others first to learn what gentlemen liked.

Nigel explained that when he came to it, he wouldn't fuck "her" but she was to go through the motions, squeal etc for their "audience"

he would see the sheets had something on them.

A plan was developing in Nigel s head, Cherie, or whatever his name was, was obviously a virgin, and was being forced to "entertain" or would be back on the streets.

As they progressed to the large fourposter,

Nigel drew the curtains of heavy damask and whispered to Cherie to scream and giggle and anything he could think of to make them think he was getting a good fucking and pleasing him.

The Damask was a good sound -proofer as during the act put on for the watcher. Nigel found out that Cherie was in actual fact ,Nicholas a parsons son from Reading, who like him and Robin, finding him kissing one of the older male choirister s, had been thrown out by is Christian parents and like him and Robin sent to fend for himself.

He d been found by the river nearly naked and starving having been stripped of all but underdrawers by brigands and robbed of the few shillings he had. He had been found by Rossiter, the "lady" who had admitted Nigel and made to dress and learn these skills for a roof over his head and food.

Nigel immediately asked Nicholas if he could get out unseen, he said yes as a back gate was left unlocked for some discrete customers to enter. but he had no other clothes but a dress andhat he had on.

Nigel told him to put a cloak over him and he would meet him by the back gate, he would distract Rossiter, while he made his escape.

But where will I go he asked, with me and my friend, we have a safe lodging not far.

The lad started crying and thanked him, as as yet he was still an anal virgin.

"Right!" said Nigel drawing back the curtains having left some cream on the sheets to avert suspicion. "I will definitely use your services again Cherie, you have pleased me greatly you have a cute little bum", playfully slapping it! "Thank you kind Sir" said Nicholas (Cherie) playing along,

"you have filled my virgin botty you naughty Sir!"

Nigel squeezed his hand tight and winked as he opened the door.

"How was our little Cherie? to your liking I hope"?. said Rossiter as he appeared sweeping along the corridor towards them. "Excellent!" said Nigel, " most pleasing I will be using her services again",

A tip for you dear, he said winking to Nicholas as he gave him a Sovereign which "Cherie" tucked in her pouch.

and one for you Madam, giving Rossiter two, as he tactfully led the way down the stairs pausing to admire a portrait of the late King on the stairs, "another client?" he said jokingly to Rossiter, "No! but a nephew was!" Through the corner of his eye, Nigel saw Nicholas with cape disappear along the corridor to the back stairs.

Nigel reached the hallway where another client was greeted and passed to Rossiter.

Good! Nigel thought, he will be distracted for the next twenty minutes while Nick makes his escape.

Robin saw the door open and his friend emerge. He rushed over to him and Nigel ushered him down a side lane, explaining briefly they were on rescue duty. Nigel found the gate, while Robin stood at the end keeping watch, the gate opened and Nicky came out his female gear almost concealed by a large cape , wig still in place but devoid of feather.

"Whose She"? said Robin puzzled,

Cherie or Nicky,

Ill explain all when we are safely back at Mrs Spriggs.

Nigel then had a brain wave, get the other side of her and link her and Ill do this side. The three of them walked up the lane past the Molly House, now devoid of one of its "mollies" Within twenty minutes they were entering Mrs Spriggs and quietly up the stairs to their room with Nicky, safely with them.

Nigel explained to Robin all that had happened and how Nicky was a virgin and had was in a similar position to them.

After he had finished explaining, he noticed Robin looked worried., "You didn't fuck him did you?" he said sheepishly. "No! your the only guy I fuck I told you that!" and hugged him.

"He just had to suck my cock, then I wanked on the bedsheet so they would think we had sex , as we were being watched as it was his first time with a client. Robin was happy with that and they were hugging as Nicky wearing a pair of Nigels drawers and having removed his girly make up and gear, joined them and thanked them both.

You had better lie low for a while till we can get you some clothes to go out in, will they search for you?".

Shouldn't think so as they can get plenty more!.

The three friends got to know Nicholas or Nicky that he liked to be called by them. They heard about how similar things had been to their own dismissal.

"Did any of the other lads come from similar backgrounds to us" asked Robin

Damian was an Archbishops son, who had been abused and raped by the Verger.

Do you think theres any chance you could rescue him too.

He hates his life there, and I like him very much we slept together and made love.

That settles it we shall have to rescue Damian!

That night in bed the other two sound asleep, Nigel sniggered at how his plan, to open a new molly House was turning into a rescue mission for abused mollies! Oh well He cuddled up to Robin and within a few minutes, they were having gently lovemaking, so as not to disturb Nicky next to them sound asleep.

To be continued ..